Seeing that his daughter and her two good friends were eating happily, Feng Yifan withdrew from the crowd with a smile and returned to the back kitchen again.

At this time, Lin Ruifeng in the back kitchen was still cutting potatoes, and when he saw Master coming in, he hurriedly asked, "Master, when will the potatoes be steamed?"

Feng Yifan glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "Don't worry, it's still early, prepare other things first." ”

Then Feng Yifan selected fresh vegetables, some cabbage, some broccoli, some cherry tomatoes, etc., all of which were relatively fresh, all of them were cleaned, finely chopped, slightly blanched, and then a thick sauce was blended.

Lin Ruifeng saw it in his eyes and seemed to understand what the master was going to do.

"Master, are you going to make a salad?"

Feng Yifan looked at his apprentice with some surprise: "Do you know vegetable salad?"

Lin Ruifeng nodded: "I know, when I was in school, I went to a Western-style restaurant on the commercial street with my classmates and ate salads, but I didn't think it tasted very good, anyway, I didn't like it very much." ”

Feng Yifan smiled and said: "The taste of Western-style salad, it is true that some people in China don't like it, but in fact, this is also easy to do, and with some adjustments to our taste, it can be very delicious." ”

Then Feng Yifan continued to mix the sauce, basically the preparations were done, and after a glance, the potatoes should also be steamed.

Let Lin Ruifeng take out the potatoes, Feng Yifan pureed all the potatoes while they were hot, and added a little salt and pepper to taste.

After that, Feng Yifan introduced the apprentice while plating.

"Whether it's a domestic dish or a Western dish, a lot of times the presentation is very important, and often a dish that is originally very ordinary, after you carefully plate, it may become less ordinary. ”

While Lin Ruifeng listened, he couldn't take his eyes off the master's plating, and those vegetable salads and mashed potatoes quickly took on a wonderful image in the master's hands.

When Feng Yifan finished plating, Lin Ruifeng was a little surprised to find that the vegetable salad was placed into a small cake by the master with a small mold, and the ball of mashed potatoes was placed next to it like a ball of ice cream.

In the end, Feng Yifan also used the prepared sauce to pour a little juice to draw a line between the mashed potato balls and the vegetable salad cake.

Lin Ruifeng saw with his own eyes that the very ordinary vegetable salad and mashed potatoes had become extremely high-end under the master's plating, and it became an unaffordable look.

After setting it up, Feng Yifan picked up the plate and asked, "Ruifeng, how much do you think this plate can sell for now?"

Lin Ruifeng looked at it carefully and said: "This plate, I'm afraid that in those Internet celebrity stores on the commercial street, it should be at least sixty or seventy, right?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Labeled with those well-known restaurants, you can't eat this plate without 100." ”

Lin Ruifeng was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, it was really like this.

Feng Yifan saw the little apprentice nodding and continued: "Therefore, for any chef, the presentation of dishes is also a compulsory course, and every top chef is also considered an artist. ”

With that, Feng Yifan put the three small plates on the tray, held the tray with his head held high, and walked towards the restaurant outside.

Lin Ruifeng stayed in the back kitchen, recalling Master's words, and couldn't help but feel in his heart that what Master said was right. A top chef like Master is indeed an artist.

Feng Yifan held the tray and came to his daughter's table, and put the small plates in the tray one by one in front of the little girls.

"Alright, here's a side dish for the three of you after the main course, vegetable cake with mashed potato balls. ”

Several parents at the table, including Feng Yifan's parents and father-in-law, as well as his wife Su Ruoxi, who was standing next to him, were all amazed by the side dishes he presented again.

In the square plate, a small cake made of various vegetables is stacked on top of each other, and a mashed potato ball is next to it.

The most important thing is that the sauce used to mix the salad actually draws a butterfly in the middle of the two dishes in the small plate, connecting the two dishes, which is very artistic.

The diners in the restaurant naturally couldn't help but come over again to take a look, and some people exclaimed at a glance.

"Wow, that's pretty too, isn't it?"

"Where's this food? It's a painting. ”

"Pretty, what are these two things?"

"Like a cake with an ice cream scoop?"

"I'm sour, the boss spoils his daughter too much. ”

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Feng Ruoruo looked at it in surprise for a long time, raised her head and asked, "Dad, how do you eat this?"

The other two little girls also raised their heads to look at Uncle Feng. For children, they can't wait to taste it.

Feng Yifan reached out and took his daughter's small spoon, brushed aside the vegetable salad stacked into a cake, then gently stirred it with the salad dressing and mashed potatoes, and finally scooped up a spoonful of mixed vegetables for his daughter.

"Now that you're ready to eat, let's try it. ”

Seeing Feng Yifan mixed up, someone in the crowd of onlookers recognized: "It turned out that it wasn't cake and ice cream, it seemed to be vegetable salad and mashed potatoes, can it be made like this?"

Someone in the crowd immediately sighed: "It's made like I can't afford to eat." ”

However, some people still plucked up the courage to ask: "Boss, how much does it cost you for this plate?"

Feng Yifan glanced back at the crowd of onlookers and responded with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, this is the lunch I prepared for my daughter and her good friends, and I don't sell it to the public." ”

The diners in the restaurant were in an uproar, and soon someone laughed and said, "It's over, it's not that I can't afford to eat, it's that I can't eat it, and people don't want to make this money at all." ”

Feng Yifan listened and continued: "These are just taking care of children, we will make a variety of flavors for the fried rice and noodles at noon in Suji, to meet everyone's different taste needs, you can rest assured." ”

Feng Ruoruo and two good friends, Meimei ate the salad specially made for them by her father, and the three girls were really happy.

However, Feng Ruoruo was eating this for the first time, so after eating it, he still had some doubts: "Dad, what is this?"

Chen Yaofei helped to answer: "This is called vegetable salad, which is often eaten by foreigners, but if your father's cooking tastes better, I like it so much, it is better than all the restaurants my parents have taken me to." ”

Yang Xiaoxi also added on the side: "Yes, yes, Uncle Feng's cooking is delicious, and the food that my parents have taken me to eat is not as delicious as Uncle Feng's." ”

Li Fei'er wiped the sauce from the corners of her daughter's mouth and said, "In those restaurants we went to, no one would make a vegetable salad so beautiful like your Uncle Feng." ”

Yang Xiaoxi raised the small spoon and handed it to her mother and said, "Mom, you can taste it too, it's really delicious." ”

Chen Yaofei also learned to hand it to her grandparents to taste.

Feng Ruoruo should also try it for her mother, grandparents, and grandfather.

After tasting it, the people at the table also thought it tasted great, and they were amazed by Feng Yifan's sauce seasoning.

Chen Yaofei's grandparents were abroad before, and they often ate this kind of salad, and they also ate a lot of salad dressings, but Feng Yifan's taste is really special.

It will not have a strong flavor, and when eaten with vegetables, it will be very fresh and refreshing, but at the same time, it will be very delicious.

Feng Yifan saw that everyone was eating happily, so he simply asked his wife to sit down and eat, clean up the table by himself, and personally record the orders of the new guests.